Somehow, your absence is felt,
Like a long pause of a breath,
Until the sharp ****** of pain arise.

You pain me in ways I do not understand,
Ways I did not know damaged,
Yet you made every way possible.

So when that breath is held,
You are not found but your gaze,
Aloof, unmatched in the distance.

Born to love, forced to hate,
Yet you are not forced.

For I was to delusional,
If I thought I took your breath away,
Yet you took mine each day with the pain you pricked along the way.